PENHEAD

PENHEAD - Revolt's Brainchild lyrics

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(The greatest monuments to fallen men are not made of marble

They're deep in the sea, deep in the jungles, on foreign battlefields

The rifle driven into the ground, the helmet on top...)

To the fallen soldiers

Rest in peace

[VERSE 1: Penhead]

Half-dead crackheads slowly turn into zombies

With my third eye all I see is burning bodies

Wicked thoughts of a holocaust shows his face off

In the projects same concept as Adolf

Majority of the law enforcement's German Nazis

Properly furnished with the most advanced technology

Helicopters equipped with night vision, trackin system

Satellites regulate the outer limits

Religious beliefs, kissin a killer's cheek

Showin loyalty to your six deep

Where morals are seen as felonies, guilty by association

Convicted by a corporation of law makers

While the ghetto produce musicians and ball players

With a large percentage incarcerated

Or in the graveyard decayin, prisons overpopulated

So many lies documented in history books

Picture me shook to death, I look to set if off

The law sparks these rebellious thoughts

Cherish the art of war, offer no remorse in combat

This shit's beyond rap

[CHORUS]

It's the revolt's brainchild, flow Ching Chow

You perceive your country 12 years from now

And I ain't waitin around for no man

You niggas better get with the program

[VERSE 2: Penhead]

Crooked cops plot my exile

Penhead turn blocks to X Files

Starchild pulsates

With the solar systems far away

My brain's a distant planet

Remember when the British landed

On Plymouth Rock

The killin starts and never stops

Slave tribes

Blocks feelin more like a gravesite

The search for peace and harmony

The streets is callin me

Till the Almighty takes His breath from my body

Beware, Satan hold shares in the economy

Invest money wisely

For power and nice things

People might think it's worth your soul

Wealth can turn into a black hole

There's resposibilites with cash flow

If you a asshole broke then you a asshole with dough

Makin money should feel natural

Wish I never had to seel capsules of coke

Like you wish you didn't rat on your folks

Got niggas blastin at you close range

Cocaine destroys in four different ways

Overdoses, being convicted for drug dealin

Gettin killed for squealin

[?] raw deal, it's all real

The government calculates a destruction, inconceivable

Livin with these modern day evils

What's illegal, what's illegal?

[CHORUS]

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